bullshit for 2 hours straight
in the dark of the art room
around the circle table
that you called home
laughter filled the silence
as well as aggressive screams
when someone called your bluff
and you had to take the entire deck
soon enough
you watched as he decided
to just start picking cards up
rules abandoned
in favor
of trying to grab
the entire fucking deck
out of pure spite
he sucked at this game
but you smiled
as he would smack the shit out
of the poor table that had seen it all
The Llama won
and you saw him
look at her
you should of known then
but you didnt
and that was good
because you were actually
having fun
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Regarding Him
Poetry-I hated him. Now he's my best friend. And I accidentally fell in love with him.- -----Regarding Him is that story, watch my dramatic ass as i cry way too much. Hate me, love me, laugh at me, cry with me, maybe even find yourself in me. Whatever you...
